Mixed in Australia to be a local tyrant

Chapter 351

The more Song Zihui thought about it, the angrier he became. He threw away the cigarette butt and stomped it out, then crushed it a few times, and said, "Old Tang, I can't let this go, or I'll be too suffocated."

After Tang Ming heard this, he frowned and asked back, "Then what do you want to do? Are you going to beat him up?"

Song Zihui thought about it seriously for a while, and said, "I've figured out what to do. Let's go in and find him."

Tang Ming spread his hands helplessly, and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you in."

Song Zihui didn't go in right away, he turned on the live broadcast equipment first, and said to the camera: "I smoked a cigarette, and I calmed down a bit, go in and buy a computer."

"Brother Hui, are you okay, don't be angry, we support you."

"Brother Hui, you don't want to go in and beat him up, do you? I can't make it through, so I can only support you in my heart."

"Anchor, don't be cowardly, just do it."

"..."

As soon as Song Zihui turned on the live broadcast, a large group of viewers came in. The bullet screens were flying fast, some were comforting him, some were gloating, some were making fun of others, everyone was there, he didn't care, he was used to it.

They went inside and walked directly to the Lenovo ThinkPad store just now. When they saw the salesperson, he said with a bad attitude: "Why are you still here? Didn't I just say that we can't shoot here."

Song Zihui said calmly: "I won't shoot, I'll buy a computer, which one of you is the most expensive?"

The salesperson casually pointed to a computer on the counter and said, "This."

Song Zihui said, "How much?"

The salesperson asked in disbelief, "Do you really want to buy it?"

Song Zihui waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Buy, buy, buy, just buy this, tell me, how much is it?"

The salesperson felt that Song Zihui really wanted to buy it, so he became more enthusiastic and said, "Sixteen thousand eight eight eight."

Song Zihui asked, "Can I swipe my card?"

The salesman said, "Yes."

Song Zihui said cheerfully, "Give me one."

The salesman took a serious look at Song Zihui, confirmed that he was not joking, and became more enthusiastic, and said, "Two gentlemen, follow me to the warehouse."

Following the salesman to the third floor and entering the warehouse, Song Zihui took out his card and finished swiping. The salesman took out a box, put it in front of Tang Ming and Song Zihui, and said, "Sir, check the box first."

Song Zihui waved his hand and said, "No need, just open it."

"Okay." The salesman opened the box and took out the computer.

Song Zihui took the computer, looked at the salesperson and asked, "Is this computer mine now?"

The salesman said, "Yes."

"That's good." After Song Zihui finished speaking, he dropped the computer to the ground with a slap.

The salesman was stunned and stood there at a loss.

"Brother Hui, you're awesome, the computer you just bought is ready to drop."

"Damn it, the anchor's temper is too explosive."

"It's so cool, I just like anchors like Brother Hui."

"..."

Song Zihui's live broadcast instantly boiled over, the number of viewers increased rapidly, and the bullet screen was refreshed like a waterfall.

Song Zihui stepped on it a few times and smashed the computer. The movement here attracted the attention of a large number of people, who came to watch. The elder sister who collected the money just now said, "Young man, you can't beat the computer just to make yourself angry."

Song Zihui pointed to the salesman, and said, "It's not about being nonchalant. It's just a computer. I can still afford it. I just want to show him that the anchor can afford a computer. Don't look down on the anchor."

The salesman was so frightened that he dared not refute a word.

Song Zihui stomped on it a few more times until the computer was completely useless. He took out his phone and took a few photos, and walked out with Tang Ming.

"Hahaha, cool, I finally relieved my anger." Song Zihui laughed happily and said, "I'm going to post these photos on Weibo, and I'll let them see the photos of the salespersons in their stores. Quality."

Tang Ming persuaded: "Your computer has also been smashed, don't make too much trouble, the salesman's attitude is not bad, don't push people too hard."

Song Zihui sneered, and said, "Old Tang, am I such a sympathetic person? Normally, I would definitely let him go, but this person is no good. It doesn't count if he scolded me, and he still wants to get rid of me. Make money, I won't let him go so easily, do you know how much that computer is worth?"

Tang Ming shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Song Zihui said: "Our company has a few computers of that type. The normal configuration is 7000 yuan, and the high-end configuration is only 9000 yuan. He actually asked me for more than 6000 yuan, which is directly doubled. This is taking me for a ride. Kill."

Tang Ming stopped talking, that salesman really didn't deserve sympathy.

Song Zihui posted the picture on Weibo, and tweeted Lenovo's official Weibo.

Viewers who watched the live broadcast also posted comments on Lenovo's official Weibo, expressing their support for Song Zihui and demanding that the salesman be punished.

You must know that Song Zihui is a well-known anchor with millions of fans, a lot of die-hard fans, and great destructive power. Before Lenovo staff knew what happened, their official Weibo fell.

The matter was settled, Song Zihui was satisfied, turned off the live broadcast, and walked to the car with Tang Ming.

Tony was standing by the car, finished his phone call, but didn't go to them for some reason.

Song Zihui excitedly told Tony about smashing the computer angrily just now, and Tony said two words: "Boring." All of a sudden, Song Zihui's excitement was extinguished.

Song Zihui stopped talking, opened the car door, and released the tiger.

After staying in the car for such a long time, the tiger was suffocated, and when he got out, he ran around the car like having fun.

Song Zihui asked: "Old Tang, do you still want to buy a computer?"

Tang Ming shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't buy it, I'm not in the mood to shop again, go back to Australia and buy it."

Tony asked, "Then when are you going back?"

Tang Ming thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow, stay at Zihui's house tonight, and go back tomorrow."

Song Zihui shouted: "What are you doing so early when you go back? Play in Shanghai for a few more days before going back."

Tang Ming refused: "Forget it, I've been out for a few days, I don't know what's going on with the ranch, I want to go back and have a look."

Just as Song Zihui was about to say something, Tang Ming's cell phone rang, and he said, "I'll answer the call first."

He took out his mobile phone and took a look. It was Tang Xiaoyu calling.

"Hey, uncle, where are you?"

After the call was connected, Tang Xiaoyu's voice came out.

Tang Ming said: "I was outside with Zihui and Tony. I was looking for you. Where are you? I will have dinner at Zihui's house tonight."

Tang Xiaoyu said: "I'm in Hengdian and I'm walking back, uncle, I'll go there later."

Tang Ming instructed: "Okay, drive slowly and be careful."

Tang Xiaoyu said carelessly: "I will pay attention, uncle, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)